The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1887-11-24
MOAT-GIsASGE.

HALTER 1.

CHAPTER L.
They had brought dovn THE pheas.
ints III plenty: never had i tssst OF O..
sober afforded better spells; aad they
had fingered long at the sport f5t
evening was drawing ua, .iy. D..
rynlpir. the owner II n at-t,ran1e
which was Il d,>olate Grange enough.
To look 1t. win the remains If II moat
round it. long since filled ia .inl ID Ill
the last bird ne meant 10 hit that dav.
and missed It. He handed Iii, guu III
his game-keerer.
..>hall loa1 again. si.g.''
NO. w have had crouch for one
day. I!ariy:aha It is est.i's Mts Come
along. Charles. Oscar, are Eaa salts
tieda.'
He must he grcctly il b. il not. :
broke in the voice Of Mir. Cleveland. d
neighbor. who had iaiae1 tHeir sport
ale ought 10 leave me-
.'You,il come home and line with
us. Cleveland, interPosed Mir. Dat-
rymple. n .hey turned toward the
Grange
"What. in this trim? Mrs. Dalrrm-
pie would say | made myself Tree ami
easy
Nonsense You know We don /
stand upon ceremony. james will give
your boots II brush. And, ii yon insist oti
being smart. will lend yaa II cpat.
AS You have. before aaN. Thank
you. Then | don't care ii do. Look
( T. ,4Yta..1 rt,af lf 4
turning round, Mr.. Clete laid Hrl j hi
gun IN til. mir.
What is that fore' demanded O.
car Dalrymple. u relative Ill Ire family.
who was visiting III the Crane. " on
have wasted the charge.
Il never carry home piece loaded. :
was the answer Il have tao many
young ones II risk it: ler are in all
parts of the house 1T unce. und putting
their hands to every thing. Neither 10
think it fair to carry ii into the mouse
Of a friend.
Oscar Dalrymple drew down the cor.
ners Of his mouth, rendering his cold.
unplea@ing face more nrlea.inr. Al
that moment a bird rose within range
Oscar raised his gun. fired ant
brought il down. This j. how likt
to waste good hot and powder, s;tit
he.
'.All right. Mr. Oscar. merrily au
swered Mr. Cleveland. TO use il /.
better than to waste it. but 10 waste i
is better than TO run risks All the ac.
cidents that happen with guns happier
from want Of precaution..
Shall | draw Your eharge, Mr.
Charles" asked Hardy. who had res
erence for Mr.. Cleveland and I'LL lii
said. having once served liz father.
Draw the charge from atl gun?'
returned Charles Dalrsnlbie. NO.
can take care Of my playtiing il other
can't he added, in lower tone i,
Hardy, with all the seif-struty If
young and vain man
Presently Farmer Lee came tip, wind
ing across the stubhle toward his home
They were on the farmer ground
then. who rented under Mr.. DAIRY III
pie.
Famous good sport to-iay, htsn' i
been. squire" cried he, touching Iii
hat to his landlord.
Famous. Never better. Win 70,
accept Il pair. Lee?" continued Nj
bdH iitis. " T. ItSb = fJle1Ftl fttAt9.
The farmer gladly took the rhatsants
H had no time 10 90 shooting. him
self, or did not choose H. maEt-il: work
with Farmer Lee. was III i'll MI. :
shall tell my daughters yau shot then
on purpose. squire. said be. ia-tin1ie
''Do, laughed Charles Dairylnpie
"Tell Miss Judith | shot them for hef
in return for her sewing up that rrA
in my coat. the other day, aud maxim,
M decent to 20 home l. the fence
where fell. mended vet, farmer"
"Mended set!' echoed Mr.. Lee. Il
was up again in an hour after yon left
Mr.. Charles"
''Ah. / know you are the essence @
order and punctnaIity. returne
Charles. ''lon must let me have tn
cost.
Time enough for that. said tn
farmer. "sTwaSn't much. Good-afteI
noon. gentlemen: your servant. squire.
so say ee.' called ont Iharle-
AS the farmer was turning h"meWart'
whilst the rest Of the party pur-ue
their way. about the mud in tia
weir:' Nardy says it will hurt the lis
to do ii now.
hat just what l told YOU, MI
Charles
''Wen, then--. But I'll com
down Tomorrow and talk it over wit
you; / cant stop now.
LAS you please, sir; / shall be some
where about"
Charles Dalrymple turned too hast
ly. His foot caught against somcthin
rising from the stubble, and. IN saYin
himself, he nearly dropped his Gun
he recovered the gun with jerk, bt
the trigger was touched. h. never kne,
how or with what, aIa the piece Wen
of. A CRY in front, a confusion, on
down and the others gathered roun
him, was all that Charles Dairympl
saw as through "A mist He droppc
the gun, started forward and gay
vent to Il cry of anguish. For il WI
his father who had fallen.
The most collected was Oscar Da
rymple. He always was collected; h
nature was too cold ever to be put gu
He held up his relatives head an
shoulders. and strove TO ascertain til
injury. Mr. Dalrymple, though ver
pale, had not tainted, and he opene
his eyes.
80 father cried Charles, with
vail of grief, rs he threw himself besid